~*Improviso Vir*~
Unexpected Hero
Lucas, he had always been the youngest twin. The crybaby. It was a title he was used to, wore it like a second skin. Mama's boy. He didn't really care, didn't see what was so bad about it.
Really. He didn't get it. And thus didn't let it bother him.
So what if he happened to hang out with his mother more? So what if he wasn't into wrestling or play fighting, Dodgeball or sports? What was wrong with staying home and helping to cook and clean?
Sissy boy, they said. Well fine, they could call him what they wanted. Lucas loved being outside as much as the next boy, but he would rather go out with Claus if the other kids were present.
Not that he was scared…
Lucas just happened to love his mother dearly. He'd do anything for her. Hinawa was his best friend, in a sense. He could tell her anything, and she wouldn't laugh or mock him. His mother…she'd offer advice and protection and hold him when the world outside seemed too dark or barren or cold.
Lucas, the mama's boy.
Lucas, the sissy.
Lucas, the crybaby.
Lucas the youngest twin.
To his mother, he was simply "Lucas" or "Honey" or "Dear", and these were names he didn't mind taking. His mom, his mother, she never judged him. That was all Lucas could really ask for. That was all he really wanted.
There was a verse from somewhere, he had forgotten where. "Thou shall not judge" or something like that. People did anyway, of course, but whoever had written that must have been really angry, Lucas thought, because judging went on everywhere.
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I know, not very good. Don't need to mention it. I just wanted to write something here to show I hadn't forgotten this little collection.